Accused of Suicide - Birdflesh

I hate my life, it’s no fun

Work all day, then I’m done

I ́m gonna end it all

With my brand new gun

I put the gun against my head

I take a deep breath, I wanna be dead

I pull the trigger and fall onto my bed

I open my eyes and see a lot of blood

What the hell, I am still alive

The cops are knocking on my door

The neighbours must have called them

I escape through a window and get on my bike

I didn’t die, I didn’t die, I didn’t die

I ́m accused of suicide

I didn’t die, I didn’t die, I didn’t die

I ́m accused of suicide

Been on the run for some days

Everyone have seen my face

This time the cops didn’t fail

I ́ll spend the rest of my life in jail